Just a southern girl making art for you and your loved ones…

Dear old Wake Forest…

I had been meaning to find the time to paint Wait Chapel for months. Hubby was out for the night playing paddle in the freezing cold and little man went to bed early…

I spent 3 years on the fourth floor of Davis dorm. There is no elevator and you have to move in and out in the fall and spring even if you KNOW your room assignment for next term. It was worth all the lugging of cinderblocks and futon up and down to have that view. The winter it snowed so much we got to have a snowball fight on the quad was the stuff of perfect college memories. So here’s to you WFU! I feel so lucky to have spent 4 years with you.